I Lean To You, Numb As A

The Man Creates A Pseudonym And Hides Behind It Like A Worm

Dancing Is The Normal Prelude To Intercourse.

She Looks Like A Woman Who Has Found It Ridiculous To Commit Herself To A Single Emotional Stance In Anything, But Must Always Ride High Heavy Irony.

There Is A Charge For The Eyeing Of My Scars, There Is A Charge For The Hearing Of My Heart - It Really Goes. And There Is A Charge, A Very Large Charge, For A Word Or A Touch Or A Bit Of Blood Or A Piece Of My Hair Or My Clothes.

The Thought That I Might Kill Myself Formed In My Mind Coolly As A Tree Or A Flower.